I Am In Charge of Myriad Realms Bank

"Buzz!"

"Buzz!"

…

The next moment, as Wuming's hands danced wildly, a large number of pseudo-immortal weapons appeared.

"Mom, it would be great if the paintbrush in my hand could become a pseudo-immortal weapon. Then I would be able to show my friends how powerful I am!"

On the main road of the capital of the Han Kingdom, a little boy beside Wuming said with great longing.

"Fake fairy weapon? I think you look like a fake fairy weapon!"

"Go home quickly!"

The woman next to the little boy frowned and said.

What are the conditions at home?

Are fake immortal weapons so easy to obtain?

If fake immortal weapons were so easy to obtain, how could her man work so hard all day long?

"Buzz!"

The next moment, her beautiful eyes suddenly enlarged!

Because she seemed to sense the fluctuations of the immortal pattern from the brush in her son's hand! ! !

"Buzz!"

"Buzz!"

…

Immediately afterwards, she discovered that this pseudo-immortal weapon was actually blessed with eighteen immortal patterns!

"How can it be?!!"

She exclaimed, so frightened that the little boy thought his mother was going to hit him, so he took a step back, his hand trembled, and the paintbrush dropped to the ground.

"Whoosh!"

However, the world is full of possibilities.

next moment……

The paintbrush flew up.

"ah!"

"Mom! My paintbrush can fly! Is it alive?"

The little boy was not afraid, but extremely excited.

However, this time his mother did not have a bad attitude, but said: "Didn't it come back to life, but turned into a fake fairy?!"

"ah?"

The little boy was stunned for a moment, then jumped up suddenly: "Great! Great!"

…

"It's time to pay the protection fee!"

On the street, a bully kicked an old man and said with a bad attitude: "You must pay today, otherwise you won't have to sell things here!"

"Why are you paying the protection fee again? Didn't you just pay it a few days ago?"

In front of the old man is a small stall, which is all he has to support his family, but...

He needs to pay a protection fee every month, and the amount is not small, which makes the already not wealthy family even more difficult. However, he still dare not give up because he is old and his sons died during their training. He had to go out and his wife was bedridden, so he could only rely on himself. Since his health was very poor, he could only set up a stall to sell things.

Therefore, he can only be bullied into paying the protection fee honestly.

However, if he pays the protection fee again, he will have very little money left this month, and there will be no money left to help his wife treat her illness!

"Why so much nonsense?! Just do it if I ask you to do so! What nonsense!"

"hurry up!"

The bully cursed, his expression became even more sinister, and he was ready to take action at any time.

"I……"

The old man was shocked. If he was kicked and injured, how could he cure his wife's illness?

"Um?"

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the bully suddenly stopped his legs, and then stared intensely at the piece of iron on the old man's stall.

This piece of iron was exuding strong waves of fairy patterns. The bully sensed it carefully and realized that it turned out to be a fake fairy weapon!

And it is blessed with a pseudo-immortal weapon with eighteen immortal patterns! ! !

There is such a good thing. I didn’t expect that this old thing is not as simple as it seems!

Thinking of this, his tone changed, he smiled, and said, "Old man, this piece of iron can be used as your protection money, okay?"

"ah?"

"sure!"

The old man nodded quickly.

He was a little strange, and at the same time he noticed that this piece of iron seemed different from usual. As for what was different, he didn't know. After all, his strength was too weak, only at the Great Saint level, and his perception was reduced, and his eyes were cloudy. It is impossible to sense the fluctuations of the immortal pattern.

"You said so! Don't regret it!"

The bully quickly grabbed the piece of iron in his hand, then turned around excitedly and wanted to leave.

"Um?"

Then, his pupils dilated again. What happened?

Everything else on the stall is actually a fake fairy? Why does this old guy have so many fake immortal weapons? ! !

Did I read it wrong?

"Ahem..."

The bully coughed dryly and thought about how to get his hands on everything on the stall.

If he gets it, he will make a fortune!

The old man suddenly became worried again. Could this bully regret it again?

Otherwise, why haven't you left yet?

"that……"

The bully coughed again, and then said, "If I buy all your resources, how much are you going to sell them for?"

"ah?"

The old man was stunned.

what's the situation?

Buy my stuff?

Did you hear that wrong?

"How about this!"

"100 high-quality Holy Spirit Veins!"

"How about it?"

"No more!"

The bully thought that the price he offered was low enough, and it was the resources he had finally saved, so he asked half-threateningly, half-questioningly.

"Well……"

"this……"

The old man was stunned again.

100 high-quality holy blood vessels?

He has never seen so many resources!

If there were so many resources, his wife's disease could be cured!

"okay!"

"Don't hesitate!"

"These are 100 high-quality Holy Spirit Veins, take it!!"

The bully immediately handed the resources to the old man, then wrapped up all the "fake fairy weapons" on the stall and placed them in his own Qiankun Ring.

Then he strode away.

Afraid that the other party will regret it!

"I……"

"Whoosh!"

Seeing this, the old man turned and left without hesitation.

He is also afraid that the other party will regret it!

With these resources, he can leave this city. Although it is prosperous, the consumption is too high and he cannot afford it at all!

Besides, he's had enough of this bully! What if the other party regrets it?

so……

When he got home, he took his wife and left directly.

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

…

The bully strode away and went directly to Lingbaozhai, ready to sell the fake immortal weapon in his hand.

result……

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

…

All these pseudo-immortal weapons flew out and disappeared in an instant.

"I……"

The bully was stunned for a moment, then became so angry that he vomited blood on the spot!

…

A master of weapon refining was walking on the street with his young apprentice.

"Xiao Ming, a true master of weapon refining can refine all things into pseudo-immortal weapons! The weapon refiner must be extremely familiar with all things!"

"So, from today on, you start to become familiar with everything in life! Only in this way can it help you better refine pseudo-immortal weapons in the future!"

The weapon-refining master taught casually.

"Master!"

"I must refine everything around me into pseudo-immortal weapons!"

"Walking on the avenue, fake immortal weapons were flying around, letting everyone in the capital of the country see how powerful I am!"

The young apprentice of the master of weapon refining said, full of confidence.

People around him cast their gazes, and some even laughed out loud.

I have been bragging since I was a child!

Is it okay when you grow up?

"Ahem..."

The master of weapon refining coughed dryly, then slapped his young apprentice and said, "You brat is so awesome! Do you know that no one in the Jiang Kingdom has ever been able to do this?"

"Buzz!"

"Buzz!"

…

The next moment, a large number of pseudo-immortal weapons suddenly flew around.

And they are tables and chairs, bowls and chopsticks, stones...

etc!

Everything!

"this……"

The master of weapon refining was stunned for a moment.

Especially when he sensed that these fake immortal weapons were all fake immortal weapons blessed with eighteen immortal patterns, he was even more stunned and showed an expression of disbelief.

The surrounding pedestrians also stood stunned and speechless.

"Master!"

"Didn't you say it never appeared?"

"Isn't this what happened?"

The young apprentice of the master of weapon refinement asked.

The master of weapon refining: "..."

"Master!"

"One day, I will do this!"

The little apprentice of the master of weapon refining waved his little fist fiercely.

The master of weapon refining: "..."

At this moment, he was unable to refute.

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

…

There were a large number of pseudo-immortal weapons flying around Wuming, and he calmly walked forward step by step, towards the imperial capital of the Jiang Kingdom...